The next morning we started off by running to the bus, as if it was the last bus in the world, with the disappointment that it was the wrong bus and we were one hour early. (with the bus drivers comment 'it's always foreigners who are late'...) So we had a tradional fika. Paul had a swedish traditional semla and I had a massive chocolate muffin. yum yum

Later in the evening it was time for another fika (and we had at least one in between the other one aswell...) at my friends newly bought house. It was pangcake time!

Lovely Veronica <3

She was in London for not so long ago, working with a company that makes free comic books explaining different types diseases in comics, giving them to different hospitals.

Paul telling a story, maybe about a jumping bunny?

Time to eat

And after the fantastic pangcakes we decided to open a coconut. Which was harder than we thought. Nothing that an axe can't fix though! :D Thanks for a lovely evening! :D